matilda | MV01

17 | final

++++ going top down in that old mercedes

music loud go ahead and hate me ++++

GOOD TO BE mark ambor

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"AND IT'S MARSHAL-KER-WEIRD! With what is going to be the difference in the game! And Ajax have won the Champions League for the first time in history!" The commentator screamed as the final whistle was blown after one hundred and forty total minutes, and a score of 4-3.

Max and Daniel stood up and yelled in excitement. As well as the rest of the section, they celebrated the players who were now swarming the team's final scorer of the day.

Except for one person, who was sitting in the back corner just staring. Denzel was not happy with Senna's below average performance, and he would by no means celebrate the trophy.

"They just won the fucking champion's league!" Youri shouted as he laughed along with everyone else. Everyone kept watching and cheering as they watched Senna break away from her teammates.

She did something which shocked the whole crowd before her. Not because of the action itself, but because of what it revealed.

She pulled her shirt off. Now only in just her jog bra and shorts, the bruises scattered all over her body were now in full display to everyone in the stadium. Because of the discolored skin, it was visible even from the box which Max sat in with a proud smile.

The crowd slowly quieted down in shock. Max noticed a presence behind him standing up and leaving, and he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. The rest of Senna's half brothers looked very confused on what to do.

Daniel recognized this, and since they had all talked before the match, he waved them over to John Senna's guests. The only reason everyone fit in the section was because not everyone's family could come today. So Senna was both lucky and unlucky in a way.

"Who did that to her?" Lotte's mother was the first to speak up, followed by other people starting to gossip about it around them.

"Do you think it was her father? I heard he's awful behind closed doors." Soraya's father asked very quietly as she scanned the box to make sure Denzel didn't hear. Max felt guilty even hearing them gossip about his friend.

"I think she'll talk about it in the conference. Maybe we should wait to assume things until then, yeah?" Max told him and watched him turn and stare right at him.

"Who even are you?" He asked again and now all of Senna's friends had been made aware of the confrontation.

"Dad, you're actually embarrassing yourself. That's Max Verstappen." Soraya's brother pointed out in a whisper. The face of his dad turned red and he looked shocked.

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that." The older man apologized but Max kept an unamused face.

"Yeah, and you also shouldn't have been starting rumors about your daughter's teammate. Do me a favor and do your research next time." Max scowled and the man only nodded.

"That didn't sound good." Arthur whispered from his left and Max only shrugged, now looking back out at Senna who was clapping for everyone with her shirt still off. He was busy admiring her bravery, but he nodded at Arthur's words.

"They don't speak English. Talk as badly as you want, that guy was being an ass." Max admitted and it caused a few of the drivers to send glares in his direction.

Senna didn't know any of this happened, and thanks to Max, she never would. But she was incredibly lucky to have people like this around her. Even if they weren't family, they felt more like it than most people who had found their ways into the Baas household.